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warnings/notes: General mentions of intimacy (nothing extremely explicit). Written in third person, more focused on Maddie's feelings if anything. One-sided angst? Maybe a rushed ending?? My brain IS melting at thinking about/writing this.
an: I might rewrite this in the future when I can think more properly. sighhhh
Proofread to an extent...
Maddie sat upon the cliff on the king-sized mattress, her legs hanging off the ledge. The cold air brushed against the pads of her feet, teasing the iceberg of a tiled floor beneath her. The room enveloped in a cavernous darkness, a slither of moonlight trickling into the room. It was only her, awake in the moon's spotlight. It was only her, sitting lonesome.
Just within the shadows bears hibernating hounds. Hushed whispers taunted Maddie's ears. Every night, she sits on the sidelines. Listening. Taking in the sweet words yanking at her heart. Sometimes she was tormented by their howls, the intimacy that waned away from her in recent weeks. Caitlyn and Vi, they were settled into the mountain of sheets next to her. Maddie could turn towards them if she so pleased.. But a distant world she was trapped in. A world where she had to embrace the chilling snow. If she had done something wrong, they kept it a secret. If she could do something better, Maddie was left a stray.
Her frame slumped against the cliff of the bed, her body just teetering off the edge. There wasn't much else to say between the woman and herself, just trying to mute the moans echoing through the room. It was one of those jingles someone would hear, and become captured in someone's head. But only Maddie was strained between letting it go, or letting it linger. It bounced in and out of her ear, looping through.
It began to scratch. To tear at her ear drums. It screeched, it wailed.
It cut into her breath, her hands launching to protect her ears. The moon taunted, revealing the mess of her lovers. Entangled without her, embraced despite the mess of their hair or the filth of their skin. What was worse... That they fit so easily together, as if she never existed in the first place? Or was the toil within that they've never acknowledged? She was thrown to her own wolves, shredding her apart.
Her brooding brewed tears that seeped into the velvet sheets. Her hands clawed into the thinly covers as her own grievances howled to the moon. As if it would console her! She was left to fend herself on her own, a fool. A fool to think she could finally find a life beyond Noxus. A fool to think she could prove Ambessa wrong.
Her claws dug into the sheets, her face hiding from the moon. Tonight she'll leave, she reckons. Pack things up, to find a life where she wasn't shoved off to the side. Maddie lets herself trickle from the edge of the bed.
Chained.
Wearily the ginger peers behind her, her restraints reeling her into foreign territory. Now trapped by warmth, she complains.
"Let me go, Vi."
"You were crying.. Was it a nightmare?"
So, her sobs were heard. Answered, now. Her lips thinned into a line, the tears continued to drool into a new puddle.
"...Yeah," Maddie weeps. This was the nightmare.
Her human handcuffs brushed her hand against her arm. A silent heckle, only now she was comforted through all the pain and isolation. Maddie shrunk into herself, closing off from Vi.
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Light footsteps tapped against the floor. Like a rabbit's paws. Blue hair sprawls near Maddie, ticking her head. It had been a few minutes sitting in the prison of Vi's embrace. Caitlyn joined them, closing off Maddie's one escape. It was a furnace between the two women.
Caitlyn's arms crept over Maddie, creeping weeds embracing her sorrow. Maddie's eyes raked over what had become of their affairs. Notably, the sluggishness of the blue-nette's movements.. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair she can steal away the attention. Like a favorite child. Like a cat. Maybe Maddie would rather want the comfort of a cat, she ponders. She wouldn't have been mad at it.
And it was fluffier. Cuter.
Then Caitlyn shuffles closer, untucking Maddie's head. Her hands had their own fair share of war, but somehow it was just as soft as cat paws.
Damnit.
Her forehead cuddled up against hers, a nuzzling warmth that made her ache.
Double whammy.
Maddie choked on her tears, her chest churning inside out. She was punted with the reminder Vi lingers just behind. Vi's arms snaked around her, tugging her as if it was coiling for its next meal. The ginger struggles against Vi's grasp. Caitlyn's arms too, in tandem. It was harder to breathe, sinking under the wave of sheets, dragged into the sea with the weight of her "lovers".
"Maddie- stop moving." Vi grunts, keeping her close in spite of her retortion. Caitlyn synced with her partner's movements with ease, pleading. "Maddie... Tell us what's wrong."
All the ginger could hear was these two women mocking her name, crowing and cooing unbearable pleads. Again her ears begin to be scraped and scratched by their voices, maybe she could even convince someone they were bleeding. Not to mention it felt like an absolute volcano, trapped by these two.
"Shut up. Just shut up!" Maddie erupts sitting up. Her tears, a never ending stream of lava.
Vi and Caitlyn winced and backed off. Like frightened puppies staring at Maddie's outburst, they remain still.
"Y-you two keep leaving me behind," she begins to spill. No response, yet. "You two never let me join you. You two pretend I don't exist. Not until now," she sobs, failing to muffle the wailing siren of her sorrow.
Vi peeps in, cautiously sliding closer. Her words were quivery, almost. Like shaking leaves disturbed by the wind. "Weren't you busy with that new enforcers gig of yours?"
"I was.. Y-yeah," she sniffs, letting Caitlyn enclose her into an embrace. A fist banged against Vi's head, slouching into her dismay. "And.. You were let go?" she assumed.
Maddie's head shook. Her fragile breathing slowed but quaked, netting in her emotions. "It's great, actually. I've been promoted as of recently."
"You couldn't have told us?"
"I'd tell you if you weren't ignoring me!"
Her words shot the conversation into silence, a cold hearty corpse. The moonlight faded from the room, burying the women into a grave of darkness. Silence screamed in place of them, their minds pulling and toying at their innards. Well, Maddie's innards. But she was sure these two felt all the same.
Caitlyn's warmth still lingers, in spite of it all.
A weed, she was. Somehow she crept into everything and anything. An attempt to apologize, she made her own shot. A renowned markswoman, never failing to make the target. Shooting for the stars. For them. Her hands rubbed at Maddie's back, draped in a pastel silk. She'd let the ginger melt into her arms. Maddie's previous grievances were infected by a tender sweetness, burying her face into the blue-nette's chest. The moon blooms into a gentle velvet light.
"Violet," Caitlyn simply beckons. Vi was already drawing near; a fawn inching her way to an unsure situation. Her arms wrapped around her lovers with a yearning hug, a clumsy waltz of her eyes danced between them.
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It was another quiet night, sunken into the comfort of darkness. The sheets Maddie rests on were no longer velvet, but a lily white. Glimpses of orange wiggled its way into the room's decor, through wildflowers and draperies. But the spotlight tonight had only landed on that same bed. Maddie perches on the edge, taking a glimpse of the perverted moon staring back at her. A weight fell gentle on her shoulder, tickled by red hair.
"Don't you think it's getting a bit hot in this room?" Vi teased, nudging at Maddie's shoulder.
"That's a you problem. Maybe it's the muscle bulk?"
Vi shrugs with a brief snort. Regardless how humid it seemed, it hadn't stopped her from cuddling Maddie. Her hand lazily swooped around her waist. Her head buried into the ginger's shoulder, pressing a long kiss against her skin.
"Caitlyn," Maddie sings, peeping behind her. Maybe it wasn't warm enough, not without the markswoman.
Slender hands lunged like snakes, grasping on and yanking them behind. Dragged into the hound's den Maddie was absolutely smothered by cuddles. The sheets were tossed and bodies were flipped, giggles flying throughout the room.
The snickers and smooches faded into a snuggly silence, weighing upon them like a fuzzy blanket. She did prove Ambessa wrong, Maddie hoped.
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